chapter 5 "Wedding bells"

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I was wearing a royal red color lehenga and makeup artist was assisting me with makeover. I asked her to do a light makeup. I'm really not used to of these products and my skin is very sensitive and i feel irritation all over my face.
I than looked in the mirror. She has done my light air brush makeover with a high bun. I was all ready then she put on veil on my head. It was elegant not much heavy not too plain.

 It was elegant not much heavy not too plain

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Then my sister came to take me as they have already arived

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Then my sister came to take me as they have already arived . I mean groom had already reached at the venue with other relatives. I know since it was marriage unlike engagement it will have more of the guests but due to covid 19 norms there were comparatively less guest list . I got up and after glancing for the last time in the mirror got ready for going to the venue.
" I have no words to say how stunning you are looking Sona " Neha di said
Thankyou di.
Other people present their were also praising me that i eas looking a beautiful bride. I just blushed listening to their compliments.
Ok let's go Sona otherwise we will get late.
Then with di I went towards the venue where my parents and other relatives were waiting for us. Each and every eye was glued towards me. My mother kissed me eyes were moist after looking at me in the bridal attire.
And then the moment came and we headed towards the stage wear he was standing and now his eyes were fixed at me. I can feel it. But i waa not looking at him. I was nervous like hell . Its obvious every bride is surely nervous in such moments but for Indian brides it's about something more.
Then i was almost near to the stage and i had to make an eye contact and i tilted my head and my eyes met his eyes i was again lost now. It was like a black out . I couldn't understand if anyone was there except him in the entire hall. He took my hand in his and with this all the rituals of my wedding started.

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